I never considered the possibility of me going on ahead and leaving you motherless until I held you in my hands, until I heard your voice, saw your smile, and felt your touch. I want to watch you grow and encourage you through life.
Even if I live to be one hundred years old, it will be far too early to go. I don’t want to be a memory that fades. I don’t want to be a hole in your heart. I don’t want to go.
So, I give you this book. Love letters. These letters bridge death and speak life. I whisper wisdom with ink: Chase only what matters. Diligently seek the Lord. Always, always, always get up after a fall.
I fill page after page with inked love, leaving behind the best thing I can—hope, unshakeable hope. When yesterday fades and today overwhelms, there is hope for tomorrow—a thousand tomorrows. There will be a thousand tomorrows of worshiping the one true God together. So, seek the Father and we won’t have to say good-bye. We can say, “Until then.”
I pray my love letters will lead you to His love letter, to His wisdom breathed out by the Spirit and transcribed in ink. He wrote a love letter to us. His words fill the gaping hole of a wounded soul. His book doesn’t merely bridge death—it became life to defeat it. His Word names hope: Jesus. His Word came alive and dwelt among us. Embrace it.
All Scripture is God-breathed…
All Scripture is inspired by God and is useful to teach us what is true and to make us realize what is wrong in our lives. It corrects us when we are wrong and teaches us to do what is right. God uses it to prepare and equip his people to do every good work.
2 TIMOTHY 3:16-17 NLT